Antifascist demonstrationNovember 26, 2006 at 3:43 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment
Tags: F***ing Vorradelberg, Political
Once in a blue moon, there is an antifascist demonstration here in Dornburn.They normally gather at the station (Bahnhof) and as I live in the Bahnhofstraße, they always pass my house. This time I noticed them convening when I walked my brother to the station. I quite like being around left-wing teenagers (if they’re not too drunk;-), although meanwhile I probably look like a bourgeois cow to them. I mingled a bit with the crowd and then went home, thinking about calling Daniel to join me for the demonstration, but made up my mind again. They were already passing my house, so I just joined them.
The sight of roughly two to three hundred teenagers to young adults in full alternative gear has something incredibly refreshing to me:-))) Myself, I was dressed in my pink tartan coat and a pink silk scarf with roses, but actually appreciated the difference. The last time I wore a Palestinian scarf (that the English term for “Palituch”?) myself is well 15 years ago, and I suppose me and my friends didn’t look much different back then (except for the fact that “we” were not as heavily pierced nor tattooed).
Yet, at the present day, I thought it was even more important that a few bourgeois looking people joined the crowd. As a matter of fact, it is a shame how few of the people looking on actually did join (a dozen?). A demonstration against Nazis is in my view a gathering that every citizen is obliged to join, out of decency.
I had two interesting encounters during the demonstration: A guy in his mid-twenties who sold me a socialist pamphlet for € 1,50 and then wanted to know where I came from. Told him from Cologne and that I’d be working here now. Apparently he knew someone from the SSK (Sozialistische Selbsthilfe Köln), a woman whom he had meet on an internship in Vienna. He then asked me where I’d be doing my internship here in Vorradelberg… sweet.
The same comment, yet upside down, was administered to me by another of those pamphlet vendors who wanted my email address so that they could send me updates about the next demonstration, explaining that it would be difficult to keep in touch with “older people”, because the Antifa was a youth movement :-))
The walk through Dornburn took about an hour. I walked close to the float where they had propped up loudspeakers, playing what seemed to be the current antifascist hymns. I really digged the music! Would they be offended if I asked them for a playlist? 🙂
Three people gave speeches on the market place, unfortunately neither of them was a gifted speaker – I thought that this was probably one of the differences between current and past left-wing demonstrations. The youngsters now probably have better music (thanks to better equipment, that is), but we had better speakers 🙂
At one point, a couple of Nazis dared to flash their bald heads and were immediately chased by the crowd – but the police jumped to their protection just as quickly. Eventually they were caught up in a hallway leading up to a bar called John’s. The police didn’t let any demonstrators in, and the Nazis were to stupid to get out (apparently, there was a way out at the back).
I wonder whether all of the demonstrators will grow up to be assimilated, just like most of us. As a crowd, we were distinctly leftist back then, as individuals we were probably the result of our environment more than anything else. Being a leftist (“Linker”) was somehow one of the things to do in Bad Hersfeld if you hung out with people who liked to go to the “Zigeunerkeller” and to “Ismet” (ould have been either that or being part of the posh crew who had the money to drive to and go out in Frankfurt). It was probably easier being left-wing than being nothing, in particular if your parents were not loaded. But if your parents were teachers, it was also not unlikely that you’d end up there – if your parents went to the same pubs as you, they could treat you to a free drink and a free ride home 😉
I don’t blame any of the youth today for being so unpolitical – my political spells are long gone, too. Nevertheless, it’s probably the only chance you’ll get at developing a political conscience: being young and being left-wing probably goes together better than being integrated into society (by means of the jobs we have, the flats we rent, the cars we drive) and being left-wing.
I think it was Kurt Tucholsky (and I am probably wrong) who said that being young obliges to be a socialist – and that being old and still a socialist means that you are stupid.